WPI Poem

*WPI*

There are projects underway at Worcester.
A working class that pumps innovation
to outlands deprived of irrigation.
With technology and practice, our
theory holds that any land can generate new life.
But for the world to behold something new,
the creator must settle into the unknown.
Into buried places, past the gateways of yesterday,
Designing this world into creative play stations,
Jumping the boxes with the X that read,
“Do not cross.”
If we are living in a grand creation,
Then we are the gamers.
Those who press on and won’t be trapped.
Testers of the defects of their imagination,
and code destroyers who
Will Not Stop
Until we have reached the next level.

Our projects run on the drive of meeting challenges
Anywhere:
Thailand.
Morocco.
China.
Australia.
Namibia.
Worcester.

We develop Beech Trees in interdisciplinary fields,
and take control of the wires that plug the
purged revolution to the created program.
Through practice and input, where everybody plays a role,
We can connect the real world with our
working class,
releasing what goes beyond the simulated:
Ideas remaining in motion,
until they’ve come to
Life.

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
You can read the full four-volume Alma Mater collection here.
Copyright © 2015 Clyde Aidoo

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